Baby Bump Updates

I had contemplated long and hard about whether or not to do baby bump updates.  And after thinking about it - I figure maybe it would be nice just to have documentation just for me.  At least for us to look back and realize, huh, I could still see my feet at week whatever. So, here we go - I've missed a few weeks, since I was still thinking about it - and well, I kept forgetting and falling asleep early.


How far along: 15 weeks

Fruit/vegetable comparison (according to thebump.com): Navel orange

Total weight gain: Forgot to look - and probably not going to record this for the world to see...my doctor said I was just perfect.  So we'll go with that!

Sleep: Okay so far - rough night the other night with Tony being sick and sawing some serious logs.  But I'm now obsessed with my new Snoogle - best invention ever.

Movement: Nothing yet - patiently waiting to feel the first little kicks.

Unglamorous body changes: Well I'm back to my teenage years with a ridiculous amount of acne. I think there are days that I could be the perfect model for Proactiv. Seriously. Thank goodness for bangs. Some other lovely things: a growing chest size to match my growing thighs and behind.  Clothes have been fun lately.

Maternity clothes: Not yet- but I am rocking the belly band.  I have a feeling maternity pants are right around the corner.

Showing: A little bit - mainly in the evening after a full day of eating.

Food cravings: Nothing too much - I still like having an apple a day.  And I can't get enough chocolate milk.  I try and limit myself to one glass a day - but man, that stuff is delicious!

What I miss: Nothing yet. Alcohol hasn't sounded good at all - so that's good. Although I do miss being able to walk up the stairs without being winded.

Anything making you queasy: Luckily - nothing too much. Food hasn't really grossed me out, but sometimes the trash makes me gag.  But it is trash. There was a lady at work before I left for vacation that wore some pretty strong perfume - that was pretty much the only thing that made me want to run away, quickly.

Strange experiences: Weird dreams - some that I don't even want to remember.  But nothing too odd.

Milestones: The babe is still growing and all four limbs have functioning joints.  Yay for joints!

Best moment this week: Hearing the heartbeat at the doctors office. It was pretty quick - but that's a sound that will take your breath away.

Looking forward to: Showing all the way. I'm ready for this bump to look like a baby bump and not like I just ate too many Christmas cookies.

And now for some bump pictures. I have my 12, 14, and 15 week picture.  I forgot to take my 13th week and well there were only a couple of days between my 14 and 15 week pictures.

Our Little Secret

Well I supposed since it's officially Facebook approved, I should get back to blogging about our little secret.  And maybe go into more info that people are asking about - like is it a girl? Still don't know that answer quite yet.

But yes, Tony and I have kept a little secret for a few months....we're having a Baby Meatball come June 2013.  We couldn't be more excited and having the secret out is so much fun - especially since it would explain why we have been hiding from friends for so long. 

We're very excited and I think still in shock - I think both of us thought it would happen eventually, but maybe not as quick as it did - plus Tony was half asleep when I told him, so the information that set in that morning was taken in a little slower.

But back to the beginning - we found out back in October....during one of our busiest months.  Between the two of us, we had work events, travel, and what felt like a million other things happening at once.  Little did we know that my absentmindedness and feeling tired all the time was due to a little bean growing inside. I had just gotten back from a work event out of town and Tony was coming in late Saturday night from being at a convention out of town, as well.  See...busy!

That next morning I just had a feeling - but I didn't want to get my hopes up and then be disappointed...so I just snuck into the bathroom early.  And started shaking...at first I couldn't believe it, but it was there.  A positive sign that we were going to have a baby.  Now, I know you're probably all expecting a picture of a pregnancy test on here - but in my opinion that is gross. Sorry - I'm Judy Judger over here - but if you have to post something that you pee on social media, then you are sharing too much. 

But I digress.  I woke up Tony with a romantic, "Ugh, I'm pregnant." It was a sweet and sentimental moment that we'll always remember.  I'm so graceful like that! Of course, we couldn't celebrate for too long - we had to get out of the house since we had a showing.  It's just our little life - always looking like a movie.

We held in the news for a s long as we could - wanting to tell our families before anyone. Occasionally it was a little too tempting for some (ahem, Tony)....fine, me too, and the news slipped a couple of times.  

We wanted to wait until after Thanksgiving - to let family know - our holiday festivities can be a little nuts, and not always the best time to break out big news. But we were able to tell all of our parents and family - and I honestly don't know who was more excited.

So how did we break the big news? Well we gave a picture of me holding our first sonogram to Tony's Dad and Stepmom - which they now proudly have up in their house.  After getting a hard time from Tony's Mom - asking what seemed like every time when we were going to have some news, we went and visited them and waited until 10 minutes before we left to give them a "treat" from our trip to Napa: a onesie and a sonogram picture.  Tears were shed from both parties and for them, it's their first and second grandchild - so they were all pretty excited.

For my parents I needed some assistance. So I let the cat out of the bag to my sister - and if you know her, then you know how hard it was for her to keep her mouth shut! But she did a great job and it was so nice for her to know - especially since I needed someone to bounce ideas off of. 

My plan included all my little monkey nephews - all six of them on our side.  Luckily my Mom had planned to take their Christmas card picture which included outfit changes.  And that night, dinner included spaghetti sauce.  To share our news, I decided to have the boys all wear the numbers 1 through 6 to show their birth order and for me, lucky #7 on mine.  

We quickly grabbed the boys for an outfit change before dinner - and for once all of them were more than happy to run upstairs - and switched them into their numbered shirts.  Oh and we needed a third set of hands for all those boys...so we grabbed my SIL Alison, who was more than happy to help.  

Sorry - I realized this is getting long...oh well, there is a video coming.

The boys all lined up - they are all into line leading and taking turns....thank you preschool! So it was pretty easy - and no coaching was needed to get them to show Nana & Gampa.  What we didn't know was that Nana & Gampa were in two different rooms...oh well. 

Tony was set up filming on the iPad and what you don't hear is Lucas saying "come on guys, let's have a parade!" Um, perfect Luca - you get all the treats in the world! 

So here was the big reveal - sorry for the shakiness...blame Tony, he was trying not to be obvious...kind of. 

(And thanks to my Dad for counting out the numbers...not planned...also not planned, him not seeing my number 7 for a good 45 seconds because he was too busy talking to Baby Graham)

So the news is out - and since this is getting rather long...I'll post more about Baby Meatball later.  But here is to 2013 - it will be an exciting year for our little growing family! 

July & August Project 365 Pictures

So I've been behind on my Project 365 - and while I was organizing my pictures, I also noticed there were a few days that I missed. Whoops.  But here is what I have for July & August.  Surprisingly I hit almost every day - a little pat on the back for me.

Maybe when I do it again next year, I'll have every day done....and maybe just one picture per day and not three or four.

What's In a Title?

There were a variety of title options that I was trying to come up with for this post.
Some may have been:

• Beware: This Girl is Driving
• Back that thing up....wait, look first
• Tired would be an understatement
• How to make your husband steamy
• The never ending week...or two
• You know you're dumb when
• Ugh....I make expensive mistakes
• Or: Whoops....

To say it's been a long week would be an understatement - two crazy, long weeks? Well that statement would just be a load of crap.  But you know what makes this week seem even longer? The expensiveness that went right along with it.

October is a busy month for me anyway - and for Tony.  I let my friends know that I really wouldn't see them....some thought I was joking, but really...I'm not.  Literally every weekend is booked in October - all for work - and the first two weeks were insane. Early mornings, late nights lead to issues.

The number one issue: sleep or lack there of.  Lack of sleep leads to stupid moves....stupid moves that cost money and smoke to come out of my husbands ears. Let me explain.

You know those insurance commercials that talk about how dumb human are?  Well, I could be their poster child. You see, it was not a rushed morning....I was not in a hurry, nor was I stressed out at the moment, stupid however? Absolutely, yes.

Ladies and gentleman, let me provide exhibit A:

Yes, that would be a large dent in the back of my car.  That large dent was created by me while backing out of the driveway.  What is so hard about backing out of a driveway? Well it might be the car that is in back of the driveway, which happens to be your husbands.

Yep - I'm the idiot who just backed right into the other car that we own. What make my idiot level rise? The fact that I have little sensors in the back of my car that literally BEEP when something is behind me. I would have to deaf and blind to make this mistake - and yet I did.

Adding to my fun experience was the husband standing in the door, watching it all happen.   If steam could be literally coming out of someones ears, it would have been his.

I'd go ahead and say that this was a great test of marriage. Perfect timing before our two year anniversary, right?

Oh I almost forgot to mention that we also had to get a new furnace the day after this little, um, mishap.  Yep - when it comes to spending money, this girl can do it without even thinking.

So as this week comes to a close, I'm ready to enjoy the glass of wine tonight with friends.  Lord knows that it is needed....and maybe a couple more after the first.

I'll leave with a couple of artsy shots of my accident and remember to not park behind me.

It looks a little better in black & white, no?

I asked: If I hit the car in any spot that would be good, that would be the spot, right? Owner: Um... Sure

Timing

And of course this all happened while I was talking to Tony, half dressed, me, not Tony- well he might have been as well, he didn't go into detail and tell me what he was wearing while chatting with me this morning.

My timing was also off for getting up and getting ready....which of course leads to dry shampoo, a sad looking pony and some pants that may be a little to snug.  My pants being too snug have nothing to do with timing, well unless you have been counting the number of times I have been stuffing my face. Of course my teen acne has great timing too -I think my friends The Zits have a great time showing up for important weekends and they love having themselves front and center. Lucky me.

Timing also has a lot to do with the traffic I hit in the morning and the amount of times my road rage comes out - luckily it only came out in this way: "Let's go cougars, let's go!" I was following a SUV with a GO COUGARS license plate holder.  I said it in my best cheerleader voice, and if I could have pom-poms in my hand I would have raised those up as well.  But that's not safe while driving, nor do I own a pair of pom-poms.

So while I sat down at my desk this morning and realized that my timing has been really bad lately – I got on Facebook thinking surely no one would post news about a reality show winner since maybe not everyone has seen the results.  Once again, my timing stinks. 

You know who else who might have bad timing? Tony – or rather his sickness….right before we head to a wedding this weekend, that his is in and is wearing a bow tie.  Don’t worry – I’ll work on my picture timing to grab a portrait of that bad boy. 

While Tony and I might have poor timing, Tyson sure loves his time spent snuggled up next to me while I snoozed my alarm this morning.  He may be the only on a regular schedule in our household.

For the rest of the afternoon I’m going to work on my timing – especially with work deadlines – and try and get out of this funk and be time for my brow wax, and make time for a cocktail this evening.

Well, that should be a sign

You've probably read quite a few times about my, um, challenges with being healthy and maintaining a decent weight....or rather a weight that makes me feel skinny and okay with wearing tight-ish clothes.

It's been an up and down thing - and probably always will be...I guess that's what will probably happen for the rest of my life.  Poor Tony - he deals with my crazy...almost every day.  For example, I put on a Target dress yesterday, and well, if I wanted to emphasize my curves, well this dress would be the key. Except for the fact it emphasized my stomach pooch, my saddlebags and ba-donk-a-donk (and not a good donk way).

So I complained, huffed and puffed, and put on a new dress.

Then I promptly asked to drown my sorrows in Orange Leaf.  The man obliged.  See? Deals with crazy well.

But you may be wondering why all of this has come up....again. Well if I had any thought that maybe I had been putting on a little weight, I got the direct sign before work one day.  With the assistance of my pants...specifically my skinny jeans.

Those skinny jeans ripped right as I pulled them on.  If skinny jeans could laugh at every girl who "thought" they could fit into them, it would be the sound of those jeans ripping. Awesome.

My name is Caitlin and I am a sugar addict.  I'm also apparently a sad person who wore those ripped jeans to dinner....with the rip because all other jeans were dirty.

Apparently with my sugar addiction I also have a  problem with laundry and not being able to throw things away. And knowing what really fits me and what doesn't.

So for every time I've said I'm starting over and I'm going to eat healthy again and really take my work out seriously (well, I do take those seriously, I still can't sit down from Sunday's class) - it's going to be tonight.  And tomorrow and the rest of the week - I don't need any other pants ripping for a while.

Of course, it will start right after I eat these almonds.  What can I say, I eat my feelings....and my feelings are saying those chocolate almonds are 50% healthy because their almonds.

Well this is fun

I've noticed recently that my face has decided to take a visit back to puberty.  Apparently I was lucky enough to rarely get acne back in my teen days, it decided that it was going to make a full-blown comeback at....err.....in my late 20's.

Yep.  I'm now the proud owner of zit face.  Something that I don't really understand, want, or need, but apparently I don't have much say in what my face decides to do. I'm really hoping this acne party is because of stress.  Although, at this moment, I'm not really that stressed.  Have I been in the past? Well yes, there might have been one or two minor melt downs about work a few weeks ago, and we might be having little to no movement on our house, and possible some weight gain making my lovely lady bumps a little more bumpy. But I think I've been handling most of it pretty well.  Now Tony might have another idea on how I've been handling it, but I can at least say today, at this moment, I don't feel stressed.

So I think I'm going to try and work this little situation out.  Normally my hands are all over my face - maybe that is the reason why.  Most days, you can find me at my desk looking like this:

 

 

 

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Not because I'm stressing out, mostly because I have bad posture and lean on my head.  Which seems odd after I type it, but it's true....and made me just sit up a bit taller.  But I'm catching myself with my hands on my face and immediately let go of my face. Hopefully that will eliminate some of the issues. 

I'm also trying not to eat junk - maybe all of the crap, including the stuff I've been making - is leading to the Rocky Mountains on my face. Or maybe I should start drinking more water.  It's one of the best things for you - but lately I've been slacking on my water intake.  Instead of drinking my 100 oz, it's been, well, less than that.  While my trips to the bathroom have decreased the spots on my face have increased. 

And one of the last things I'll make an attempt at doing is going back to my go-to make up stuff.  Which includes using my old face lotion that I've liked and have been out of for about 3 months.  Which is why I'm glad I've had the little tool Birchbox to use - samples are my friend.

All in all my goals are as follows:
1. Get ride of my acne friends.
2. Stop touching my face.
3. Sit up straighter.
4. Drink more water.
5. Stop eating crap.
6. Go back to my old products.

Until then, don't be surprised if my hair is in my face.  I'll be pulling a Cousin It look until the Appalachian Mountains decide to fall off my forehead.